What A Nice Park
Doc and I have enjoyed our short stay of two nights at this very historical park. Everyone is very helpful, the grounds and buildings are kept tidy, and it’s an interesting place to visit. One learns all about Poncho Villa’s raid on this little town back on March 9, 1916 and the subsequent
“Punitive Expedition” which was Woodrow Wilson’s orders to General Pershing to capture Poncho Villa. To no avail as it turned out in the end.
The park itself is nicely landscaped with a wide variety of cacti and desert plants. Some were showing signs of damage from a hard winter two years ago. possibly. There were only a dozen of us campers here as it is probably shoulder season now. All of us were nicely spread out making each campsite seem more private. I never heard sounds from anyone the whole time we were here.
This is a picture of the Camp Furlong Recreation Hall. When I stood outside it, I could picture soldiers outside rolling cigarettes talking and laughing with one another.
Contrast In Messages
The contrast between the beauty of the Trumpet Vine flowers and the harsh metal of the canon at the Visitor’s Center was quite striking in person. The bright red flowers spoke volumes as well.
Last of the Calvary
The McClellan Saddle was developed by Major General George Brinton McClellan to use as a more economical, lightweight, and durable saddle for the Calvary in 1859. It came in three sizes that fit almost every horse. McClellan based his design on Prussian and Hungarian saddles after a trip to Europe where he was sent to study them.
The saddle on the left is a Chihuahua Saddle. I did not see any information on it and can only guess that it is the type that was used by Poncho Villa and his men at the time of the raid.
Poncho Villa’s last parade saddle, a handcrafted ornate and decorated with silver recently sold at auction for over $600,000. For many, he is seen as a folk hero, a Robin Hood of sorts.
Though there were many firsts here: first invasion on US soil, first use of motorized vehicles, first use of aircraft, Pershing’s 11 Month Expedition to capture Poncho Villa was the last of the mounted Calvary. Being the horse person that I am, I hated to see that part of history gone for ever and replaced by tanks and aircrafts. One of the pictures in the museum shown of the Calvary on their horses was just great. Some of the horses were looking at the camera just as interested in the happenings as the soldiers were, if not more.
After the museum, a walk around the grounds, a trip to the Mexican border to the La Fiesta Dollar Store, Doc and I were pretty tired. I took the time to dump the tanks in preparation for our move tomorrow. Then we headed back to our campsite, hooked up to ELECTRICITY which we are both still thrilled to use, and took a big long nap.
When I awoke, the first thing I saw when I looked out Doc’s window was a baby elephant. Can you see him, too, in the picture below?
Last But Not Least
I heard a bird chirping late this afternoon. When I finally looked out the window, there sat a bird on the picnic table that I couldn’t identify. He was waiting for someone to come out and give him a handout. When no one showed, he flew to the next picnic table and repeated his chirping. Poor guy. No one was paying attention to him. Looks like this was his daily routine. And picnic tables translated into mealtimes in his mind!
What Did I Learn Today?
I learned a whole lot of history! That’s the best I can do today.